So amid much fun and nonsense the boys were shooed forth into the bright
sunshine of the out-of-doors, and all the girls fell to to help their
chaperon, not wanting to put the extra work the boys made entirely on
Amy's shoulders.

Breakfast was good, but they ate hurriedly, anxious to get at the business
of the day. They wanted more than they had wanted anything in a very long
time to find Professor Dempsey and tell him the joyful news that his sons
were alive.

"I'm horribly afraid of him at night," Mollie confided, as they started
out at last, "but in the daytime I am only sorry for him."

"Do you think we shall find him, Will?" asked Amy, with a helpless little
look into Will's self-reliant young face. "I do want to so much."

Will looked down at her with an expression that said to any one who would
read it: "I would give you anything in the world you asked for, if I only
could."

But all he really said was: "That remains to be seen. He proved himself a
rather slippery customer last night, and the chase we put up may only
serve to put him on his guard. Crazy people are tricky, you know."

"Goodness," said Grace, looking fearfully over her shoulder. "There is
nothing in the world I am so afraid of as a crazy person."

"That's why she has always been so afraid of me, I suppose," grinned
Mollie.